Ever since I can remember, I always loved attending school. Admittedly, I did not always love waking up in the morning, but the chaos of school always excited me. Most of all, I loved seeing my friends, for they were almost as close as family. There are a few other things I remember as well. I remember always being a good students and feeling as though not many academic topics were difficult for me to comprehend. Lastly, I remember trying to impress my teachers by behaving well and completing assignments on time. I guess one could say I was a compliant student.
Coming from a small catholic school, teacher support rarely faltered. If I ever felt confused emotionally or academically; my teachers were there to serve as mentors. I admired them for their empathy and willingness to help any student. My excitement for being a teacher did not expose itself to me until 7th grade. Still young and egger to comprehend new information; I fell in love with the magic of science. With the power of discovery, I realized I had an affinity for scientific knowledge and inquiry. I soon began teaching my friends, what seemed to be the complex concepts, that we were learning in science class. My teacher saw my spark of interest in her content area and took me under her wing. I wanted to take my science discovery further, which is why I wanted to be a nurse for a period of time. When it came to start my clinical experience, my passion for nursing faded. I did some soul searching and realized I would probably make a successful teacher, so I signed up for some classes and met with some advisors and that as we say, was that. I love my decision to change my major and am proud that I had enough courage and confidence in myself to do so.
Ever since I can remember, I always loved attending school. Admittedly, I did not always love waking up in the morning, but the chaos of school always excited me. Most of all, I loved seeing my friends, for they were almost as close as family. There are a few other things I remember as well. I remember always being a good students and feeling as though not many academic topics were difficult for me to comprehend. Lastly, I remember trying to impress my teachers by behaving well and completing assignments on time. I guess one could say I was a compliant student.
Coming from a small catholic school, teacher support rarely faltered. If I ever felt confused emotionally or academically; my teachers were there to serve as mentors. I admired them for their empathy and willingness to help any student. My excitement for being a teacher did not expose itself to me until 7th grade. Still young and egger to comprehend new information; I fell in love with the magic of science. With the power of discovery, I realized I had an affinity for scientific knowledge and inquiry. I soon began teaching my friends, what seemed to be the complex concepts, that we were learning in science class. My teacher saw my spark of interest in her content area and took me under her wing. I wanted to take my science discovery further, which is why I wanted to be a nurse for a period of time. When it came to start my clinical experience, my passion for nursing faded. I did some soul searching and realized I would probably make a successful teacher, so I signed up for some classes and met with some advisors and that as we say, was that. I love my decision to change my major and am proud that I had enough courage and confidence in myself to do so.